Path: not-for-mail
Newsgroups: alt.sex.incest.stories
Subject: Title story: "Horse" Author: Bestial 56327705
From: xHunter <ryzij@poczta.fm>
Lines: 54
Message-ID: <6X%1f.25222$vt2.21083@fe08.news.easynews.com>
X-Complaints-To: abuse@easynews.com
Organization: EasyNews, UseNet made Easy!
X-Complaints-Info: Please be sure to forward a copy of ALL headers otherwise we will be unable to process your complaint properly.
Date: Sun, 09 Oct 2005 03:15:14 +0000
===================
-------------------------------- ONLY FOR ADULTS ----------------------------------------------
You can at any time to read and comment the Stories sent to us OR
You can always add a favourite story on here http://e-story.biz/addstory.html OR
Add a favourite site on here http://e-story.biz/addlink.html
The continue of this history http://e-story.biz/virtuoso/index.html?id_group=22&id_story=74&id_posting=31189
Free XXX photos on us frend: http://tgp.photoset.biz
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
I got a call Wednesday afternoon. My brother was going into the hospital for
tests (He has Diabetes). He asked me if I could come out and watch the place for
a while. Could I watch The Place?! The neighbor's raised Arabians. You're damned
right I would! "Anything for my brother," I said, trying to keep the excitement
out of my voice. When I got there, it was better than I hoped. The neighbor's
had taken two of their horses to a show, and would not be back for a week. I
told him not to worry, and after I got him packed and off, I relaxed a bit. I
figured it was going to be a wonderful couple of days, but I didn't know that
fate had decided to throw a joker at me. I was planning my first raid on the
animals, when I heard some commotion coming from the stable. A lot of commotion.
Larry had warned me that some punk kid had been sneaking around here. Well,
whoever it was, they were in for a big surprise! I slipped out quietly, and went
across the orchard, down the fields, and down to the barn. As I made my way to
the corral, I saw somebody yelling, and jumping up and down, and laughing. The
horses were running around in circles, fear in their eyes. There is nothing that
makes me madder than somebody torturing an animal, for no better reason than to
have fun. If you want to have fun at somebody else's expense, get yourself a
slave. He was a young man, fairly well built, with jeans and a shirt. Not too
bad looking. "You shouldn't do that. It frightens the animals," I said. He
whirled, and stared at me. "What the fuck do you want?" "Just wanted to know who
was down here, and what they were doing..." He reminded me of a weasel. Thin,
lithe, and nasty. "Well, you can just fuck off, Bastard!" "I do not think so," I
replied. I have never understood why people mistake politeness for weakness.
"Well, Muther Fucker, I'm just gonna hafta cut ya!" He grinned, and pulled a
switchblade out of his back pocket. Yep, this kid had an attitude problem. And
Master Jack knew how to take care of such problems. I waited until he got close
enough, then made a move with my left hand. He swung at it, and was rewarded by
my size thirteen boot slamming into his crotch. He looked like he wanted to puke
his balls up. I took his "toy" away from him, and grabbing a handful of hair,
dragged him over to a fencepost. I slapped him, hard. "You awake, Stupid?" He
opened his eyes, and stared at me. Both hands were still holding his groin.
"That was just a love-tap." I stuck the blade into the wood, and snapped it off
half-way. "You give me any problems, that will be your neck." I threw the ...
The continue of this history http://e-story.biz/virtuoso/index.html?id_group=22&id_story=74&id_posting=31189
-------------------------------- ONLY FOR ADULTS -----------------------------------------
You can at any time to read and comment the Stories sent to us OR
You can always add a favourite story on here http://e-story.biz/addstory.html OR
Add a favourite site on here http://e-story.biz/addlink.html
Free XXX photos on us frend: http://tgp.photoset.biz
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------